Skylar.

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My heart continued to pound like a war drum in my chest, Clyde's words resounding in my ears like a horrible tale I couldn't shake off.

"And did he tell you he holds your mother captive?" It couldn't be true. Conrad would never do that, he just wouldn't. How was I supposed to believe that the man who'd looked at me like I was his whole world, who'd run away from everything for me was holding my mother prisoner?

No. Clyde was lying, he had to be. That's what Conrad had warned ...